Be brave

Arouse, ye men of brain and brawn,

    Unnumbered hosts that toil;

Assert your manhood, break your chains:

    Reclaim your own fair soil!

Too long beneath oppression's lash

    Ye've slaved for robber knaves;

And gave your all to Church and State,

    Contented to be slaves.

The day had come, your night is done,

    If you but act as men.

Be bold, be brave - the world is yours,

    March on and take it, then!

    But no, you hesitate - and why?

    Oh slaves! Why fear to die?

On! Do and dare! Be brave! Be free!

A Legend

A knave and a fool on an island were cast;

Their ship had gone down in the hurricane's blast.

On the island they met, while hungry and wet,

A wise man who aid to them gave;

They were given a home, with the freedom to roam,

Bounded by naught but the wave.

The fool, though demented, was easily contented

To live in this beautiful land:

But the knave was a schemer (there's plenty lots meaner);

He thought out a wonderful plan.

The Agnostic

Says the Agnostic: "It may be so

Across the sky God sets his bow

Of promise, and each day and night

Gems the Universe with light.

But yet the angel of the darker gloom

Has cast the shadow of a deeper doom

Athwart the human heart and brain,

Whose name is Death, pale priest of pain.